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Mac Dre - Текст песни Always Inta Somethin'
(feat. J. Diggs, Sleep Dank, Da' Unda' Dogg)
 [VERSE 1: Mac Dre]
 Back in December, or was it November?
 It's kind of shady, I can vaguely remember
 I was at the Peppermill, popping at the bartender
 He made me a drink called uh, Bodybender
 That's when a smurf pulled on my shirt
 Said (Hey, get off my girl, dog, before you get hurt)
 I said, "Hold on, I don't know what you think
 You better back the fuck up and let me order my drink"
 He backed the fuck up and did more than you think
 He had a AP, not a nine, but it's sort of the same
 So now it's one lonely R-o-m-p
 I'm all by myself without nobody
 Slightly noided, sense death, can I avoid it?
 Somebody slammed the do' on the way comin from the toilet
 He looked back, then I pulled out my strap
 Slapped him it twice but uh, I should've clapped
 Cause this other goon nigga started wildin
 I pulled out my faulty phone and started dialin
 Told my niggas to come on the double
 They finna put a nigga on the gong show, bust his bubble
 He said yeah, he know he comin
 "But damn my nigga, you always into somethin"
 [VERSE 2: J. Diggs]
 Recently, June 4th, released from jail
 And 'bout to hit the streets like a beast from hell
 It's that nigga y'all done heard about, young J. Diggs
 Love to play the game and I play big
 I see suckers havin money and I gots to have some
 You in the double R, I gots to have one
 I'm all up in his backdo' like knock-knock-knock
 The nigga moved too fast, so I pop-pop-popped
 Should've stood still, there would be no firing
 But it's a little late, all I'm hearin is sirens
 So now I'm in the wind like leaves on trees
 I'm in the crowd tryin to blend like d's on v'sMac Dre - Always Inta Somethin' - http://ru.motolyrics.com/mac-dre/always-inta-somethin-lyrics.html
 I'm sweatin bullets, I'm an ex-con out on parole
 What the fuck was I thinkin, I'm out of control
 I'm at the Romp House and I'm huffin and puffin
 My niggas lookin at me crazy cause I'm always into somethin
 [VERSE 3: Sleep Dank]
 Yo, we fuck with heavy guns, fuck around and pump heavy slugs
 We drinkin R?my doin heavy drugs
 Nigga, we stay explosive, it's about a quarter to six
 Step out the limousine, my wallet's 'bout a quarter inch thick
 Nigga, we shittin on em, I pop the three-piece, savage
 So many carats up in my ice I could choke a rabbit
 Bitches screamin for me but all it took was one dirty look
 We hit that nigga with that murder book
 Nigga tried to step fast, hit him in the face with a Mo?t glass
 Spilled drink on his bitch, the whole club hit the do' fast
 Trunks is poppin, niggas wingin in the parking lot
 We keep it gangsta with them choppers out
 S-l double, I smell trouble, boy, it's nothin
 Keep your peace, muthafucka, I'm always into somethin
 [VERSE 4: Da' Unda' Dogg]
 Let me tell you somethin 'bout a nigga like me
 Never should've been let out the penitentiary
 Cause niggas done switched up, I guess they got it mixed up
 Now I'ma dust the heater off my shelf and leave em bitched up
 Like this one nigga actin like a dumb nigga
 S-in on his chest with no vest, yeah, he a dumb nigga
 Ain't no love in this thug shit
 Now he at the club tryin to hug on my thug bitch
 Plus she done gave me the run-down on how this nigga run round
 Town speakin on my name, tonight he get gunned down
 His bitch about to set him out, open the door and let him out
 Caught his ass scared and out, Bronc style, dead him out
 Never have beef with a nigga who bitch you wanna sleep with
 Cowards get devoured on that sweet shit
 Hit him with the venom, then bounce with my adrenaline pumpin
 Yo nigga always up into somethin











